She is sunshine.
I am the rain.
I am lightning.
She is the thunder
that couldn't stop
making me insane.
I was death.
She was life.
Purgatory told me once,
What good difference
does life impact on us
when we are living upset?
I spare countless times,
and each time was robbed
by the winking time.
Days go by quicker.
People a little meanier.
Yesterday, I was at one point
of losing my cool.
Now, I'm monster.
My love, I am tired of
being deceived by
all of your filthy crimes,
your ' This is a dress code. '
or your
' Marry me,
I'm worthy to be your wife'.
Grow some thorns and let's see
if you make it through my storm,
Tornadoes winced when I stalk,
The moment you are
out of the door,
I hope you'll be that woman
who never turn back on her word.
YOU ARE READING
Mr. Poetry
PoesíaFor the Guy who don't know poetry mean so much for a girl That he decided to make one for her himself Doesn't matter if it looks boring or uncool at least he tried to share his true feelings hidden between the line. Started Nov 12,2017- Ended april...
